That Evening Poem by kunjubi varghese

The amorous tinkle of your anklet

I heard, and the sweet treads in

the corridor Sounded, when you came in;

Like the golden rays of the evening sun

Coming filtered through the colored

Panes, of my window.

As a soft overture, when someone touches

The strings of my tense heart,

Like the raindrops settling on the leaves,

Squirting nectar on my life.

I was enthralled to hear the soft footsteps,

When you paddled into my chamber

Like the bee, circling around the bloom,

Shrouded by minuscule drops

Of the morning snow,

As the footsteps approached me

I found you as another magnificent sun,

Trying to drown in the ocean, of my silent love.


The golden hue of the sun covered you

In silhouette;

The buds of my ecstasy bloomed;

In those moments, I became one in you

And you became one in me.

The earth and the sky stared to find out

The lover, of this gorgeous bride and asked.

“Whoever is the bridegroom of this nymph? ”


The breeze whispered into the ears of the

Flower. ”What will happen to night? ”


And a few stars peeped out from behind the curtain,

In coy meekness, and blinked gleefully.